"Oh, my little ancestor, why did your brother bully you? Look at what your face looks like?" Queen Dou laughed and pulled Michelle from Li Chengxun's body and hugged her in her arms.

"Grandma, she hit me." Li Chengxun, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and his hair was scattered, cried and cried to Queen Dou.

"Okay, okay, Chengxun丨Be good, don't cry. Fortunately, you are still a cousin, more than one year older than your sister, and you are even beaten by your cousin. You have the nerve to cry." Queen Dou hugged Xiao Ziye with one hand, pulled out a handkerchief with the other hand and wiped Li Chengxun's face, and then scolded him very seriously.

Li Chengxun | He flattered his mouth, but in front of Queen Dou, he didn't dare to scream like he had just happened. Not far away, Ang Lee's slightly swollen eyes smiled very happily.

At this time, I walked over with Yaoguang and Wugui. Finally I understood what happened. Of course, it was because Ang Lee and Li Chengxun had fought one-on-one with one-on-one. A child in his early two-year-old and a child in his three-year-old would definitely lose the youngest one.

So, Little Li remembered this hatred, but just now he brought his cousin Ziye here to play and met Li Chengxun丨Li Chengxun丨As the winner, he naturally began to mock Li Ang, the loser.

Then, a girl who was only over two years old was very upset and decided to avenge her cousin. As a result, it was Li Chengxun丨This unlucky child was thrown to the ground by my daughter and beaten up.

After listening to this story that was so simple that it could not be simple, everyone's eyes fell on Miya, who was so tough at the age of two.

The little girl began to be confused, and then she buried her face in Queen Dou's arms with a little embarrassed look, but the pink finger was still pointing straight at Li Chengxun丨"Grandma, it was him who bullied my cousin and me...

"Okay, grandma knows. Your cousin has been taught a lesson. I will definitely not dare to do it next time." Queen Dou patted Miye's back and comforted her softly. Next to her, the girl Yaoguang smiled happily, as if her daughter had fought and she was also very proud of her mother.

And I went up and patted Li Chengxun on the head, and then smiled and let him be led away by the maid. The little guy with red eyes left dejectedly, while Li An smiled happily outside the house. As for Little Ziye, well, I really can't blame her.

She took action to protect her cousin, but the problem was that she beat a boy who was over one year older than herself. I really, well, I admire my daughter so much that I admire. I am only two years old, God, the earth, this little girl already knows how to beat people. When she grows up a little longer, I suspect that the male lust she dislikes in Chang'an is likely to be beaten up by her.

Especially there are mothers like Yaoguang, and there are grandmothers like Queen Dou, who can’t even provoke me, the emperor of the Chinese Empire. But then I think about it, it may be a good thing. If you want to fuck my daughter, you have to think it through carefully. Everything that doesn’t make the purpose of getting married is a hooligan. In that case, you may be torn into garlic and shredded chicken by three women, my daughter, her mother and her grandmother.

"It's really... it's really like your mother. Even the naughty way I was when I was a child was no different from your mother." After leaving the front yard, Queen Dou pinched Xiao Ziye's chubby little face with a doting look on her face, and then kissed her hard again. She was very satisfied and relieved.

The Yaoguang girl waved her head proudly, her flying ponytail was just like her happy and proud mood.

"Mother-in-law, what do you mean is that Sister Yaoguang used to be like this when she was a child?" Wugui's eyes began to burn with a blazing gossip fire.

"Yes, maybe when he was two or three years old, I don't know if it was Shimin who bullied the stupid boy Xuanba. Yaoguang became angry at that time and beat her brother up. He was not in the mansion at that time. Later, when he returned home, he realized this when he heard Shimin's crying." Queen Dou said with a look of nostalgia. The smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to prove to the world that these memories seemed so warm.

"Mom... When did this happen? You still say that you are not afraid of others laughing at me?" Yaoguang girl poked her red lips with a look of reluctance. Even if she was a mother, she was still that lively and cute, and straightforward daughter in front of Queen Dou.

Finally, Mid-ye fell into my hands. Looking at my pink, cute, innocent and lively daughter in my arms, the slight annoyance that she had just become pride because of her beating someone. This is my daughter, and she can deal with a boy older than her at the age of two. I think that when she arrives in the future, perhaps her achievements will not be inferior to her mother.

Now, the situation in Tuyuhun has begun to become more beneficial to Murong Daxi. Although Murong Fuyun is now the authentic Tuyuhun King, the problem is that under my will and under the protection of the Revival Army of the Chinese Empire, Murong Daxi's strength has increased significantly.

Although he still did not dare to go deep into the old Tuyuhun soil, he had already made more Tuyuhun tribes recognize him through trade exchanges.

Well, since the war with Tuyuhun, I have announced an embargo on Tuyuhun. The so-called embargo naturally refers to the ban on any commodity from the Chinese Empire and the progress of Tuyuhun.

However, I allowed those vendors to sell the goods in their hands to Murong Daxi. Murong Daxi could use these goods to tempt and persuade some tribes in the Tuyuhun territory that were dissatisfied with Murong Fuyun, the new king.

In this way, Murong Daxi could earn a fortune from it, and the money he obtained could be used to find our Chinese Empire in exchange for weapons and equipment.

Murong Fuyun had already begun to feel the pressure brought by the lackeys from the Chinese Empire and Murong Daxi. During the Chinese New Year, he sent an envoy to pay tribute, hoping that I could forgive Tuyuhun's previous misconduct and offense.

After careful discussions with the ministers, I decided to forgive them for the time being, but there are several requirements as prerequisites. First, I promised Murong Daxi to cede land as king, and second, I would return all the territory of the previous dynasty they occupied during this period. The Sui Dynasty once attacked Tuyuhun and seized a large area of ​​land, and now two counties are still in their hands.

The Tuyuhun people were stunned by these requirements because it was impossible, at least at this stage they felt that there was no such possibility.

We made such a request, hoping that Tuyuhun would not agree. In this way, our Chinese Revival Army will have enough reason to conquer this plateau in the future. So everyone was happy. Well, I feel that way anyway, I am very happy that Murong Fuyun, the stupid bird in Tuyuhun, did not agree to my request.

Of course, even if he agreed, it would not be of much use, because after obtaining the four counties occupied by the former Sui Dynasty, the Chinese Revival Army would still occupy the plateau.

Yang Qiong was very good at doing so. After being transferred from Hancheng to Chang'an to serve as the prefect, he really handled the affairs of Chang'an area in an orderly manner. Now, everything has been on the right track.

Just after the Chinese New Year, I discussed with my mother whether we should draw a picture in our family. I invited a famous painting master in Chang'an City to paint for my two wives and my mother. After drawing it, I appreciated it and came to a strange conclusion.

The figure of my handsome guy is probably two sizes of my wife and my mother in the picture. Moreover, the handsome young man’s handsome nose bridge and the extremely friendly dimples have all disappeared, and some are majestic and tall like gods.

And my two wives and my mother were all painted in the same shape by this guy, both of whom were painted like Guanyin Master, with very kind eyes. The sexy and plump red lips of the Yaoguang girl disappeared, and her heroic eyebrows, like two sharp swords, also disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by the willow-leaf eyebrows and cherry mouths that were so powerful that I doubted whether that guy looked at us, but just thought about it and then drew it.

"I'm really embarrassed to take out such a painting." I rubbed my eyebrows and looked at the painting about four feet long and half a foot high, with such a resentful expression and tone.

"It should be pretty good, right? But it just doesn't look like my son." My mother also looked very troubled. She looked at me on the painting, then looked at me standing in front of her. She finally confirmed that her son's body and weight were not as exaggerated as in the painting.

Qingxia also shook her head, but she still felt sorry for throwing it away. "Husband, although the paintings of everyone are a bit unrecognizable, they are all their masterpieces, so we should keep them."

"Well, keep it, it's better than throwing it away, but it doesn't look like me at all." The girl Yaoguang stared at herself in the painting with a resentful look on her face. She was completely a stranger. The glass mirror that the girl Yaoguang had just taken over to prepare for comparison was put back to her original place.

You can see without a mirror that the woman in the painting is not her at all.

Lao Wu also nodded. "This master's craftsmanship is the master of the pen, the pen is concise and the lines are wrapped like steel wire, so I am far from it. The only regret is that it doesn't look very similar."

"..." I looked at Lao Wu, speechless, and trembled with Mo Bao in his hand angrily, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If you look a little like Brother Wei, I'll eat this painting raw."

"No matter how nonsense, it is also the calligraphy treasure collected by Xue, the contemporary master. How can I do it?" My mother glared at me dissatisfiedly, then received it carefully, and handed it to the maid beside her. "I will pack it carefully for Laozi, and then frame it another day and hang it in Laozi's house."

"Mom, why not wait any longer. When Lao Wu becomes a master, he will paint it for you. What if I use it for mounting it?" I quickly raised an objection, which was caused by my mother's eyes rolling.
Chapter completed!